Sanders' Union Fourth ReaderKessinger Publishing, 1. 1. 2004 - 424 strán (strany) 5. In the morning I rushed to my mother's room, with a strange dread of evil to come upon me. It was just as I feared. A white linen covered her straight, cold form. I removed it from her face: her eyes were closed, and her cheeks were hard and cold. But my mother's dear, dear smile was there, or my heart would have broken. |